My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

Chapter 266 A Summer Tale of Heroic Spirits and Masters 3

"The essence of summer, of course, is to see girls in their cute swimsuits."

At this moment, a floating flower spirit spoke eloquently.

“However…” Merlin looked to his side with a hint of resentment, “At such a beautiful moment, why don’t you go and enjoy the summer, Toka, instead of staying by my side?”

Takanashi Touka gave him a cold look, crossed her arms, and asked, "Do you have a problem with that?"

It was summer, after all, and Takanashi Touka was also wearing a swimsuit. The red two-piece swimsuit showed off her slender figure and fair skin. Her black hair, as black as raven feathers, fell down, and under her bangs were a pair of crimson eyes.

Merlin sighed, "Toka, you're a beauty too. If only you weren't so violent."

"It makes me think that Artoria has come too."

"Stop talking nonsense." A soup spoon appeared in Takanashi Touka's hand. "Don't even think about flirting with other women at this time. You're not just having two relationships at once, you're having eight! Are you an octopus?"

Takanashi Touka suffered a heart attack and was extremely worried about her younger sister. However, she never expected that Merlin, the world-renowned sage, would be so unreliable.

"By racial standards, I'm half Nightmare," Merlin said with a smile. If you ignored his actions, he certainly had the charm to bewitch girls.

His iridescent hair cascaded down like the finest wool blanket, and his violet eyes were like crystals. No human could possess such beauty. When he gazed at you, you would have the illusion that you were the only person in the world.

However, an illusion is just an illusion.

At first, Takanashi Touka was moved by Merlin's good looks, but now she just feels an itch to touch him.

"You're really dragging down the reputation of the entire Nightmare Clan," Rikka Takanashi said with disgust.

Merlin blinked his amethyst-like eyes: "The Nightmare Clan still has any reputation to speak of?"

Ah this...

It's quite obvious how scumbag he is.

"Besides, it must be boring for you to keep staring at me like this, Touka." Merlin rested his chin on his hand and looked over with a smile. He always had a strong floral fragrance about him, but it wasn't annoying.

"It's good that you don't cause trouble." Takanashi Touka said coldly, "Everyone here is a Heroic Spirit and a Master, or at the very least, a Master's close friend or family. If you mess things up, it won't be as easy to resolve as before."

"Shihua, are you worried about me?" Merlin was flattered.

Takanashi Tokasa gave a forced smile: "Yeah, I'm worried you'll get beaten to death."

"Seriously." Takanashi Touka rested her chin on her knee. "You're not completely devoid of feelings, are you... even if they're very faint, can you please stop doing such annoying things?"

Knowing full well that what they're doing doesn't conform to conventional human morality, why do things that raise blood pressure?

"Because girls' love is really beautiful." Merlin's face always seemed to carry a frivolous or playful smile, making it impossible to figure out his thoughts. "If it were human food, it would taste sweet and sour. After all, I am a creature that feeds on human dreams, so it is only natural that I would want to get close to such beautiful things."

"It is precisely because I cannot have it that I want to get closer, at least to feel a little." Merlin lowered his eyes, his white eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, giving off an indescribable feeling.

Before that, Merlin had a strong sense of inhumanity, a kind of clumsy and alien feeling of imitating others despite having no emotions. But now, he seemed more like a human.

White always evokes a sense of holiness, but Merlin also possesses a dreamy iridescent quality, making her seem more like a fairy godmother than an angel in a church.

Takanashi Touka was speechless. Now that she thought about it, although Merlin was usually unreliable, he was never ambiguous when it came to important matters. He even put Tiamat to sleep by himself. If she hadn't run fast, she would have almost returned to her seat.

Moreover, perhaps it's true, as he said, that Merlin himself was like a dream, and those romances were merely for experiencing the beauty of love. After all, although Merlin was a womanizer, he never made any real intimate moves with those girls.

Similarly, a scumbag who deceives with affection but not with sex... Ah, still a scumbag.

"Even so, you should at least reflect on your actions." Takanashi Touka's words were still cold and hard, but her tone softened. "If you don't like it, don't go around bothering others. Love is indeed beautiful, but heartbreak can also hurt those girls."

Merlin looked at Shika and suddenly sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Takanashi Touka looked at Merlin warily. There was nothing else to it; she was simply used to being tricked.

"Wasn't my speech just now quite melancholic and moving? My expression was also spot on, right? I've practiced it; it can make many girls feel sorry for me, but it didn't seem to have much effect on Toka." Merlin made a troubled expression.

"..."

Veins bulged on her forehead, and a raging fire burned behind Takanashi Touka: "Die—"

Give her back her sadness and sympathy! This isn't the first time.

However, even though Merlin had played it 100 times, Touka would still fall for it on the 101st time.

After all, Toka is essentially a very gentle girl, while Merlin... who knows how much of his actions are genuine and how much are fake?

You know, a lie is also a kind of dream.

"Ouch! It hurts more and more when Shika hits me!" Merlin cried, covering his head. "Luckily, she didn't hit my face."

"Shut up, you deserve it!" Takanashi Touka said irritably. Actually, both of them knew it was just a joke; otherwise, how could Merlin, the Sword Saint of Great Britain, possibly be unable to dodge an attack from an ordinary girl? Of course, Touka's strength and agility were truly remarkable…

"Alright, alright, with Toka around, it seems I can't happily chat up girls anymore." Merlin casually uttered these words that made Toka's blood pressure rise, then changed the subject.

"In that case, my lovely overseer, Takanashi Touka." Merlin looked over with a smile, his whole body seemingly shimmering, surrounded by invisible wisps of light, as if it were truly a dream.

"Come and enjoy this summer with me. Otherwise, it would be such a waste to stay here all the time."

"As long as you're watching over things, nothing will happen, right?"

Merlin extended his hand, palm up, an invitation, but the person before him was not a loyal knight, but a flashy magician.

Takanashi Touka was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then placed her hand in his palm.

"Let me make this clear first, I'm doing this to keep an eye on you."

Takanashi Touka awkwardly tossed her long black hair: "With me here, don't even think about doing anything improper."

"Or," the battle-hardened ladle reappeared in Takanashi Touka's hand, "serve me the ladle!"

"Okay, okay, I got it, Tohka."

Merlin curved his eyebrows and eyes. His features were exquisite, and he possessed an otherworldly air. As he walked, flowers bloomed wherever he went, making it all seem like a dream.

"Let's go together."

Takanashi Touka's eyelashes trembled, and she unconsciously gripped Merlin's hand even tighter.

Even the nightmare's hands were warm.

……

"Summer is the season for rock and roll! Let's revel in the domineering power of the Sixth Demon King by the water!"

Wearing a T-shirt and shorts, with an exaggeratedly styled guitar slung over his waist, Oda Nobunaga picked up the guitar and played a note. The clear and dynamic electronic music attracted the attention of most people on the beach.

"As expected of Lord Shin!" Nakano Nino was incredibly enthusiastic, her blue-purple eyes sparkling. "He's so handsome, Lord Shin!" She was completely in the state of a little fangirl.

Not to be outdone, Nakano Miku, who was a step behind, overcame her shyness and nervousness and loudly declared, "I love you no matter what! Saburo is the best!"

How cunning! Nino Nakano clenched her fists and engaged in a fierce eye battle with Miku.

"Is it the Atsumori performance we agreed on?" Nakano Ichika watched her sisters fooling around with a smile, then took two steps forward and leaned against Oda Nobunaga. "I'm really looking forward to it."

Nino and Miku were shocked: Ichika, how dare you steal my house!

"I want to see! I want to see!" Nakano Yotsuba, unaware of anything else, enthusiastically raised her hand.

“It would be nice to see Nobunaga’s expression, wouldn’t it…” Nakano Satsuki pushed up her glasses.

"Hmm, you're captivated by me, aren't you? That's only natural. No one can resist Shin's charm," Oda Nobunaga said smugly, his smile unrestrained and arrogant, like a flame that could sting one's eyes and scorch one's skin. "Of course, now you should call me 'Nobunaga THE Rock Star'! Now you're a completely new Shin, hmm!"

"I think I heard some self-praise coming from afar. It's the same old story, Archer."

A gentle yet somewhat cheerful voice came from behind, though it seemed to lack strength.

“That poor voice, that weak tone…” Oda Nobunaga’s bloodshot eyes narrowed dangerously, his demon king aura unfolded, and the long coat draped over his shoulders moved without wind.

"Isn't that the executioner!"

Oda Nobunaga stared intently at the newcomer, his entire body radiating magical power.

"Should I say it's been a long time?" The cherry-haired swordsman was handsome and had a tall and straight figure. He had changed into casual clothes, but he still carried the long sword named Kikumon Ichiji Norimune at his waist.

Although he never used this royal sword during his lifetime, it appeared on the body of the Heroic Spirit through the transmission of legends in later generations.

"In a way, it's a tragic fate." A strange emotion seemed to have crept into the gentle eyes of the cherry-haired swordsman.

"Tch, he's just a mere executioner. How can he be compared to a popular figure like Nobunaga? If you beg me, I might be able to help you." Oda Nobunaga said confidently.

"Oh? Is that so?" The cherry-haired swordsman smiled and drew his blade.

Oda Nobunaga, unusually flustered, exclaimed, "Hey, stop! There's no need to draw your sword, Okita!"

"Okita?" The Nakano Five Sisters looked at each other in surprise upon hearing this name.

"Could it be Okita Souji? The most handsome boy of the late Edo period?" Nakano Nino was quite familiar with this kind of gossip.

“But Okita Souji was a person from the late Edo period, how could he be related to Nobunaga from the Sengoku period?” Nakano Satsuki was completely puzzled.

"Was there anyone named Okita in the Warring States period who knew Saburo?" Nakano Miku pondered.

On the other side, the two Servants had already started playfully fighting.

"They have such a good relationship."

While the Nakano Five Sisters were at a loss, a voice suddenly came from beside them.

"Huh! Where did you come from?" Nakano Nino was startled.

"I didn't feel anything at all!" Nakano Ichika took a step back.

“Mm.” Nakano Miku nodded in agreement.

“She’s a girl I’ve never seen before!” Nakano Yotsuba’s hair ribbon trembled.

"You... could you be a Servant like an Assassin?" Nakano Satsuki asked, full of doubt.

"Eh? I'm not a Servant." The girl with short brown hair had regular features and was quite cute upon closer inspection, but for some reason, none of the Nakano sisters noticed before she spoke.

"My name is Kato Megumi, and I am Saber's Master. Greetings, everyone." Kato Megumi said this in a very calm voice, but surprisingly, it did not come across as obsequious or annoying.

"Calling her 'senior' is such an exaggeration!" Nino Nakano couldn't help but complain. "Besides, only Miku can be considered your senior." After all, the other four sisters are just potential Masters.

"Impressive, isn't it!" With strange gait, the cherry-haired swordsman instantly appeared beside his Master. "This is Master's talent; even the Hassans say he's a promising assassin!"

"This doesn't seem like something to praise." Kato Megumi's expression barely changed, but she couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.

As a girl, and a cute girl at that, having a low profile is definitely not a good thing.

"Eh? Why? This kind of master is amazing!" the cherry-haired swordsman said frankly, his cherry-colored eyes seemed to hold a pool of autumn water, making his handsome features even more dazzling.

Kato Megumi couldn't help but shift her gaze slightly to avoid the attack of beauty, but thankfully she remained calm: "Is that so... I hope that's what Saber thinks."

Oda Nobunaga, unwilling to be ignored, retorted loudly, "So what if I have a low profile? My Master is amazing too! Miku is the best at understanding Sengoku history, and she loves me the most!"

Nakano Miku, whose name was mentioned, blushed and stammered, "I, I..."

"Master is the best!" The cherry-haired swordsman stood up for his master without hesitation, not noticing Kato Megumi's hesitant expression. "Besides, what does the history of the Sengoku period have to do with me?"

"So, who exactly is this Saber...?" Nakano Ichika really couldn't understand.

"Have I not introduced myself yet?" The cherry-haired swordsman smiled brightly, as radiant as cherry blossoms in full bloom, but only for this one moment.

"Saber, your real name is Okita Souji. Nice to meet you!"

Although his face was somewhat sickly pale, Okita Souji's tone was still full of energy, not as sickly and melancholy as one might imagine.

Honestly, given Kato Megumi's low profile, she would be best suited for the role of Assassin.

However, it is understandable in some ways. After all, Okita Souji is pronounced "saber" and written "Assassin," meaning someone who uses a sword is a swordsman.

This master and servant are a perfect match.